So. The countdown is on. I can't say when, but we should have a daddy in less than a month!! For a few weeks anyway. BUT I'm trying not to focus on the fact that it's going to only be a few short weeks and focus instead on the fact that at least he'll be here for a little while. I just wish they could figure out a way for the subs to have phones and internet so we could skype every other day like everyone else in the military. I mean, sure, that would totally negate the whole 'ohh, let's be a big secret so no one knows where we are' and all that, but still. Wouldn't it be fun to talk to Nick every once in a while? Or at the VERY least, get an email more than once every ten days? I'm just saying.
Sometime next week, we'll make our paper chain for when Nick is coming home. I have to wait because I don't think the kids can handle TOO many paper links, but I want them to have something to look forward to. I did it when my mama was coming and they seemed to really like it.
So, I just have to keep my head above water for the next few weeks. Certainly I can do that. I mean, it's already been four months, what's a few more weeks?
Don't answer that.
So here's my plan. Gotta take it one day at a time. Pick up the house, brush the kids' teeth. Drive them to school. Work out. Pick up. Go get them. Pick up. Make dinner. Pick up. Bathe them. Yuck. Put them in bed. Pick up. Read. Go to bed. Repeat. So maybe that's taking it one hour a time. Even better.
Monday: fish and rice
Tuesday: meatballs. Scott's request. Don't let that fool you, it's not like I'm rolling out homemade meatballs and marinara from scratch. I buy a bag of frozen turkey meatballs, stick them in the crockpot, cover them with two jars of Newman's Own, and go on about my day. The kids can't get enough, and I like it because, duh, it's the easiest meal on the entire planet. Sometimes we don't even make noodles! But we will on Tuesday because they have soccer and they'll want a second dinner when we get home.
Wednesday: rotisserie chicken. And probably more rice.
Thursday: leftovers (Read: McDonalds after soccer.)
Friday: rice balls. Anyone want the recipe? It sounds gross (balls?) but they're very good. Rice, ground beef or turkey, sauce...very good.
Saturday: something from the freezer, probably either PW chicken spaghetti or PW chicken pot pie. I have an entire freezer full of PW.
Sunday: unsure. I used try to do crockpots on Sundays because of Bible study, but we don't have it, so I might try something else. Who knows. From here, Sunday seems like an eternity away.
So, I'm sure you've noticed everyone around the internet telling you to watch Soul Surfer because it's SO GOOD. Well, I just want to put my two cents in. First, I cannot STAND it when people say 'two sense.' Does that even MAKE sense? It's CENTS!!! Second: WATCH SOUL SURFER. IT IS SO GOOD. And if you're sitting there and you start to think 'no way could she surf like that with one arm' try and stop yourself because the actual Bethany is the stunt surfer for the actress playing her in the movie.
Yes, you heard that correctly.
In other news, we will not be frequenting the beach when we get to Hawaii in one hundred and twenty one days. That girl was just laying around on her board chatting with her bestie and a shark swam up and bit her arm right off. Seriously. No thankyou.
Also, if you have not started reading Game of Thrones, I don't think we can be friends anymore. Robin talked me into it, and I've read sixteen hundred pages in the last three weeks. Umm, that's a LOT of pages, even for me. I can't even put my finger on what it is that is so amazing about these books. I just LOVE them. I read all day on Saturday. I'm not exaggerating. I read. All. Day. Long. And last night, I just couldn't put it down, so I stayed up past two. ME!!! I finished the second one and read the first few pages of number three. I don't know what I'm going to do when I'm done with number five, because apparently it took him six years between five and six. That seems a little excessive. Then again, what to I know, right?
|I dont' love this cover because to me, that is NOT Ned Stark. Ned Stark is WAY hotter. And more awesome. At least until they lopped his head off.|
So, if you are interested, I'll try to tell you what it's about. It's about this pretend country, and all these people who want to be king. Except that's not what it's about. It's about the Stark family, and how awesome they are, and how everyone else is totally badass or evil. It's about a nine year old girl who's taking people's heads off (sort of) left and right because she wants to get home and she's willing to do whatever it takes to get there. It's about a fourteen year old girl who wants to win back her honor (and her family's claim to the throne) and she's almost as badass as the nine year old. Who's brother is one of the kings the fourteen year old will have to kill, by the way. And then, my favorite parts, it's about all these strange things that are happening on the other side of the Wall they built to separate their pretend country from The End of the Earth. It's sort of creepy since he's only fourteen or fifteen nowadays, but I'm pretty sure Jon Snow is my soul mate. Aside from Nick and Professor Snape of course. When I'm reading, I just pretend he's older.
That's not very helpful, I know. It's just really hard to explain. And I can't even tell you to grab the book and read a few pages and you'll be hooked because in the beginning, it's VERY intimidating. We're talking DOZENS of major characters, unknown geography that's central to the plot, confusing words and made up animals (at least, I think so, what the heck is a capon? Is that a real thing?) and some unsavory rapes and brutal sex scenes. But. Once you get into the thick of it, you won't be able to put it down. Like I said, sixteen HUNDRED pages. In three weeks. Yes, it is THAT good.
In fact, I need to go read a few hundred pages right now.